Whisper, [P] Poison

[Kalia]

OOC: For Poison IC: A cool breeze ruffled the soft coat of the slender bodied female, picking up her scent and carrying it on the wind. She lifted her head with the breeze, enjoying the feel of it upon her neck as she paced slowly up to the mouth of a cave. It was well hidden, but, fortunatley she knew where it was she she didn't have too much trouble finding it. She could see it now as she picked up the pace, paws dancing into a light trot as she came closer to the cave that was her destination. Although she felt a little weary, nothing showed through her movements, her paws were, as always light and graceful as she lifted her liquid topaz orbs to the sky, turning to look at the sunset for a moment, pouring over the pinks, reds and oranges of the sky that were created by the sun which was gradually sinking below the horizon. A small sigh escaped her maw as she turned her gaze from the beauty of the sky and finally entered the cave. Inside, it was dimly lit, the faint glow catching her orbs and lighting them up as she moved a little further into the depths of the Resistance's den. Once there she settled down on the ground, tail tucking lightly around her body as she curled up. Her orbs closed. Though she didn't fall asleep, she wasn't tired like that. She just needed to rest her paws for a little while. Auds remained lifted, there was always the possibility that she might be caught off guard and she didn't really want that all too much. Especially if it were a wolf whom meant her harm.

[Poison]

OOC; Rawr <33 IC; Poison trotted into the cave where his pack stayed. After Silvemordre (sp?) left he had given the commander rank to him. So far, there wasn't any fights or anything going on between the Donovans and the Snatchers. He wasn't going to lead the Masque Resistance to a battle any time soon. Their numbers were small and he was going to keep them away from any trouble. He wanted the wolves to stay near their territory, mainly the cave, because they had somewhere to go if something was going on. Yes, they would be trapped, but at least there was a chance. His blue and crimson eyes scanned the area after stopping once he smelt something different. HE knew it was a wolf but he could identify the smell. He stood up taller than he was and spread his paws out a little to get a good run out of the cave if it was a Snatcher. He knew if it was a Snatcher, it would follow him so he wasn't really running from it. He would fight... if he had to. After a short snarl escaped his ebony lips he spoke, "Who's there and what do you want?". He wouldn't walk any further until who ever this wolf was would show them self. He knew there was a new female to the resistance but he didn't remember her smell. That wasn't good. Looking down for a split second, he saw a rock. If needed he would kick the rock at the wolf to distract it if it was a snatcher or some other wolf. If it wasn't a snatcher he would take in the scent of their pelt and do something depending on where the wolf came from. If it was from his he would tell them to stay. Any other and he would tell them to go or put up a fight. "Poison Talks"

[Kalia]

OOC: mew =3 IC: As she felt her paws beging to ache a little less she relaxed further, although her senses were still sharp. The inside of the cave was illuminated a little more than before for the sun's rays managed to reach in briefly as it continued its slow journey in setting beneath the horizon. As she listened to the surroundings she felt a smile slip onto her delicate maw. The chirp of birdsong was louder now and she could hear a steady plip of water dripping further back into the cave. It didn't take long for her to hear the sounds of a larger being heading up towards her. Automatically her orbs flashed open and she lifted her head, uncurling and standing in one fluid movement as the other wolf got closer. Her head lowered slightly defensivley for a moment before she inhaled quickly, scenting the air. From outside she caught the scent of Poison, the Resistance's commander. She recognised it easilly for he had been the only wolf whom she had come across and she had found his scent all over the place, it wasn't difficult to forget it when there were almost constant reminders of his presence. As soon as she knew who it was her posture relaxed from it's catlike, tense stance and she hastened to lower it further in a form of respect. She didn't step forward though, her paws remained immobile for the time being as she waited to catch a glimpse of her commander. "Who's there and what do you want?" Obviously he was wary, unsure who she was. She didn't blame him, he probably had enough on his mind as it was. But this was the signal for her to move and so she skipped lightly forward, stopping just at the entrance so the light fell upon her features, making her easy to distinguish. "It's only me, Sir." she said, dipping her head in greeting, "I was just resting my paws for a moment, I did alot of running today." she smiled, letting her liquid topaz gaze slip over him, "So what brings you all the way up here?" She asked in a converstaional tone. As always she was never shy and found it easy to talk to others. She settled down on her haunches in a relaxed manner, orbs finind his gaze for a moment before she dropped it, not wishing to be rude or insult him somehow.

[Poison]

OOC; Rawr <33 IC; "Oh, it's you." he said walking past her barely brushing her with his own black and brown pelt. He didn't answer her question at all. He didn't feel like answering her. Poison was slightly limping as he walked over to his spot of the cave. His spot was the darkest corner of the cave. When he made it to the ground, he curled up and started licking the pad of his front right foot. He had stepped on a sharp rock and made the bottom of his foot bleed. It didn't bother Poison though. He just didn't want to leave a trace of blood when he walked 'cause then a snatcher could find him. Something was outside the cave. He could tell it wasn't a snatcher or another wolf. It was another animal. A carnivore he thought but couldn't tell. Poison got up and trotted to where the den turned into a tunnel. "Stay here." he spoke quietly. "And don't make any noise." he finished before trotting off out of the cave. He walked around the cave several times but didn't see anything. It made him wonder what was out there. "Poison Talks"

[Kalia]

OOC: =3 IC: "Oh, it's you." She nodded with a smile, her light frame freezing for a moment as he brushed against her. The lightest of touches, but still a touch none the less. A delicate eyebrow rose in response, though he was walking away from her, deeper into the cave. A small smile flickered across her features. Almost cheeky. Perhaps she'd see what would happen. Afterall, Poison was rather handsome. And he had a hard edge to his personality, he knew what he was doing. All in all an attractive male. It didn't bother her that he didn't answer her question, words or no words, she didn't mind. As she turned, following him over to where he had settled down, sitting back on her haunches about a pace from him. She scented the blood before she saw it and a look of concern passed briefly over her features. Not that she needed to worry for him of course. When she saw the source of the blood she relaxed a little, nothing life threatening. But there was always the chance something else could be brought to them by that scent. "Stay here." She blinked at his words. She hadn't noticed what he had, she'd been busy watching him, letting her orbs roam every inch of his form. "And don't make any noise." She dragged her gaze away from him and looked around for a moment, nodding at him to show she understood. Silently she curled up nose to tail where she still sat and stared out at the faint light seeping in through the cave mouth. Auds perked as she listened to Poison roam the perimeter of the cave, though she couldn't hear or smell anything in particular. She frowned briefly, a feeling of tension rising within her. What had made Poison so wary all of a sudden?

[Poison]

OOC; Rawr <33 IC; Poison knew she was watching him the whole time he was in the cave but it didn't phase him. He knew why only because it had happened before, only it didn't work out. The first time, the female was just playing with his heart to see how he would react to it. Poison wasn't bothered by this anymore. He knew that if he fell for something like that again, he would regret it. He limped on his way out and walking around several times. It was a large cut but not deep enough to be life threatening. He would half to clean it again when he got back into the cave. And possibly a nap. Deciding that nothing was out there at all or it was just passing by, he walked back into the cave then entered the den. "What ever it was, it was blood thirsty and it left." he said before laying back down in his spot of the den. His back was towards he as his feet were up against the wall of the cave. It looked like he was going to try and walk on the wall of the cave. Off course he wasn't going to but it looked like it. That was how he slept. Poison's tail was against his hind legs and only the tip of his tail curled before flattening every so often. "Poison Talks"

[Kalia]

OOC: If you wish to know what I'm on about, with the whole dream thing, her history might shed a little light on the wolves IC: "What ever it was, it was blood thirsty and it left." She hadn't even noticed that her orbs had slowly drifted shut, despite her reasoning for watching the cave mouth. Perhaps she was more tired than she though she'd been. But she pulled her eyes open to watch as Poison moved back to his spot again, settling down in preparation to take a nap. A smile slipped over her maw as he got himself into a comfortable position. It was not mocking though. A small sigh slipped from her as she closed her orbs once more. If she so wished she would be able to reach out with a paw and touch him. But she didn't. He needed to sleep and she didn't want to bother him. Very quickly she fell into a light slumber, images flashing through her mind's eye as a dream slowly begun to form. She felt safe, relaxed in Poison's presence. The thought confused her a little but it was gone very quickly in her sleep clogged mind, she probably wouldn't remember these thoughts when she woke. They were the quick, impulsive flashes of feelings that came in a dream. No doubt she'd only remember the main bulk of her imaginings. It was quiet outside, she was still laying in the cave, resting, though she was far from sleep. It was much later in the night, for only the light of the moon spilled around the opening of the cave. Behind her Poison was resting, still asleep. Silently, on paws so soft she made no noise, Kalia stood, pacing to the entrance of the cave. Something was out there. And it was bothering her. But oh no, it wasn't a simple predator. It was a wolf. Maybe more than one. Her fur bristled with tension as she crouched, staring out into the moonlight, sure she could see something. For a moment she glanced backwards. Poison was still there. Still safe. When she turned back to look out again she recoiled, for almost touching her there stood a burly male, his eyes glinting with malicious pleasure, a twisted sneer covering his maw. She had only let her guard slip for a couple of seconds... He moved forward, advancing on her and she stumbled backwards, grace forgotten in her fear. His dark eyes glinted as he passed into the cave, deliberately moving slowly. She looked past him and saw another two wolves advancing behind the lead. With a stab of fear she recognised them. She had thought she'd lost them... "Now now little lady." came the sneer from the male in front, "We've only come to take what is ours." She knew he was talking of herself. Then with dreadful suddenness he lunged for her... Kalia woke suddenly with a wrenching scream, the image of teeth flashing for her, wanting to take her away still present in her mind. For a moment she couldn't see and panic tangled in her mind as she fought to fill her lungs with air. Gradually her vision adjusted and she saw she was still where she had been before, not curled up anymore but still in the cave at least. Slowly standing on shaking limbs she stumbled to the entrance of the cave, drinking in the cool air. Her normally light coloured orbs had taken a radical chance to a deep black, tinged with a dark red. She let out a quiet, stifled sob, closing her eyes, trying to calm herself. Only a dream, only a dream. But it still seemed incredibly real to her.